Scotland took out the blood-removing medicine from the bedside table and looked at the other person's calf, "Did you hit it here?" Why didn't he see any bruises?
"Hey" Kamiyauri was suddenly caught, lying on his back and sinking into the soft bed, "Yes."
"Be careful and don't hit the foot of the bed again."
Scotland squeezed the ointment onto his leg. If it were a little later, the red mark from the collision would have disappeared.
"Hmm." Aiden turned his head and buried himself in the quilt, frowning slightly, as if he was not used to it, but he resisted and did not take it back, "That's not my problem, it's why it's standing there." As long as he doesn't admit it It's not your own problem.
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